The Far Side of The Moon

In the ebb and flow of restless sleep, 
I glimpse the far side of the moon, 
a timeless space
where magic can be seen
as rockets navigate tight spaces, 
while performing a celestial dance,
along endless corridors of time. 

As the dream fades,  
I wake, and wonder, 
was I truly there? 

Did I feel the tight squeeze 
of cosmic passages,  
or simply dance 
with the echoes of the night 

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